In our dreams
an eagle screams.
And retribution comes.
It sweeps the land
with a generous hand.
In our dreams
an eagle screams
and shatters all the hate.
No more rape.
No more gangs.
No genocide,
No suicide.
No toxic spills
or toxic pills
no chemical rain
or self inflicted pain.
In our dreams
an eagle screams
and we dance to the same drum beat
Those who would eat
while others starve at their feet
would choke on the bones they suck dry.
Those who cause injury, misery, war
would fall into ashes and even the score.
The cries of the oppressed hushed to silence.
No more children lost to the obsession of violence.
No more men who can’t stand to look at each other.
No more stories that end with a heart broken mother.
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